65. Friends Forever _ Hiral N.

There are very few friends that will lie down with you on terrace underneath the Sky in the middle of the night, without a word.

No questions, no asking why, just quietly lay there with you, observing the “stars”, until you’re ready to get back up on your feet again and walk the last bit your Room, softly holding your hand as a quiet way of saying “I am here with you always”.

It was a beautiful night….⚜

64 .THE WEATHER OF LOVE _ Suzy Kassem

Has a way of wilting
Or blossoming
At the strangest,
Most unpredictable hour.
This is how love is,
An uncontrollable beast
In the form of a flower.
The sun does not always shine on it.
Nor does the rain always pour on it
Nor should it always get beaten by a storm.
Love does not always emit the sweetest scents,
And sometimes it can sting with its thorns.
Water it.
Give it plenty of sunlight.
Nurture it,
And the flower of love will
Outlive you.
Neglect it or keep dissecting it,
And its petals will quickly curl up and die.
This is how love is,
Perfection is a delusional vision.
So love the person who loves you
And abandon the one
Who only loves you
Under favorable Conditions…⚜

63. Love will find its own Way _ Hiral N. (Own)

And so I would like to thank you. You taught me, again and again again and again, not to dream of you.

And I listened.I am silent. These words are not words of love, but of the silence that will remain when I walk away when this letter is done.

I have listened and I do not continue to imagine our love, for it was not love.
Thank you, for clarifying for me what love is not.

Love is no thing, and nothing is a gift.
For I know what I deserve, and it is one who is not afraid of fear.

Love does not require this map: it makes its way across the miles.

Love does not heed the time; it is not rooted in the months of one or two moons.

Love is not bothered by obstacles—they form the high sides to the left and right of this rocky path.

This path does not depend upon external signs : Love will find its own way….⚜

62. LOVE’S FAIR WARNING _ Jeff Foster

It is devastation.
It takes no prisoners.

Everything you think is yours
It will destroy in a heartbeat.
It is unsentimental.

I will strip you of your pride
And crush your dignity.

It specialises in the end of childhood dreams.

Its methods are brutal
But its intention is loving.

It only longs to wake you up
And look through your eyes
At its own marvellous creation….💝🍃

61. When I close My eyes _ by Hiral N.( Own creation)

When I “close” my eyes, I see your beautiful face

It makes me so happy…

When I close my eyes, I see your backward glance

It makes me smile…

When I close my eyes, I see your amazing smile

It warms my heart…

When I close my eyes, I see your intoxicating eyes

It takes my breath away…

When I close my eyes, I see you walking down the aisle

It is my dream…

When I close my eyes, I can see you shimmy

It makes me laugh…

When I close my eyes, I can see us together

It fills my heart with joy…

When I close my eyes, I see my future

It is full of you….⚜

60. The Risk of Love _ Ruth Bourdon

There is a risk involved in everything

Every time you share a smile
Every time you shed a tear
You are opening yourself up to hurt.

Some people tread slowly through life,
Avoiding the closeness risk brings,
Sidestepping the things they can not understand
Turning away from those who care too much
Those who care stay too long,
Those who hold too tightly.

There is never an easy way to love
You cannot approach it cautiously
It will not wait for you to arm yourself.

It does not care if you turn away
It is everywhere, it is everything.
Love is the greatest of all risks.

It is not reliable, it is not cautious,
It is not sympathetic
It is unprejudiced and unmerciful.
It strikes the strongest of mind,
And brings them to their knees in one blow.

Even in the best of times, love hurts.
It hurts to need, it hurts to belong,
It hurts to be the other part of someone else,
Without either of your consent.

But, from the moment it overtakes you,
It hurts worse to be all alone.
The risk of love never depletes;
It grows stronger and more dangerous with time.
But, it is in the total surrender of all defense,
That we, no matter weak or strong,
No matter willing or captive,
No matter what, we truly experience love.

Despite the many things love is not,
Outweighing it all are the things that love is.
Love is surrender without a loss.
It is a gift without the cost.
It consumes your every thought and desire,
Every breath you take.
It is the fire that fuels you
To do more than pass through life;
It urges you, instead, to live.

No matter the outcome, having felt love,
You will never be the same.
It may scar your heart and soul
And leave you only memories of forever.
Or, it may cause every day of your life
To feel like there is no need for tomorrow.
But, love is worth it. It is worth the risk…

For in all of life,

Love is truly the only risk worth taking…

59. The Agony of Love  _ David Breck 

The pain in knowing she doesn’t love you. I don’t know how to explain it.
At times I break out in a crying fit.
The pain in knowing she doesn’t love you.

It isn’t physical, but more emotional.
In knowing the love isn’t proportional.
I have felt pain, but nothing like this.
My heart sinks into a deep abyss.
I live the whole day in agony.
Contemplate non-stop, why not me?
Although I am still happy when she is happy.
I don’t know why. It seems so sappy.
I will keep thinking about her for many days.
And I will continue to live in this haze.
I don’t know how from my heart she will dismiss.
Until then, I have no love in my heart because I am heartless….

58. Love after Love _ Derek Walcott 

The time will come

when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life….🌌

57. I Will Survive _ Gloria Gaynor

At first I was afraid, I was petrified!

Kept thinkin’ I could never live without you by my side

But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong,

and I grew strong, and I learned how to get along.
And so now you’re back from outer space,

I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face

I should have changed that stupid lock,

I should have made you leave your key

If yet I’d known for just one second you’d be back to bother me.
Go on now go, walk out the door.

Just turn around now, cause you’re not welcome anymore.

Weren’t you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye?

Did you think I’d crumble? Did you think I’d lay down and die?
Oh no not I! I will survive!

For as long as I know how to love, I know I’ll stay alive.

I’ve got all my life to live,

And I’ve got all my love to give,

and I will survive
I will survive!

Hey hey..
It took all the strength I had not to fall apart,

Kept tryin’ hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart.

And I spent oh so many nights just feelin’ sorry for myself,

I used to cry

But now I hold my head up high.
And you see me, somebody new;

I’m not that chained up little person still in love with you.

And so you felt like dropping in and just expect me to be free,

Well, now I’m saving all my lovin’ for someone who’s lovin’ me,
Go on now go, walk out the door.

Just turn around now, cause you’re not welcome anymore.

Weren’t you the one who tried to break me with goodbye?

Did you think I’d crumble? did you think I’d lay down and die?
Oh no not I! I will survive!

Oh as long as I know how to love I know I’ll stay alive,

I’ve got all my life to live,

And I’ve got all my love to give,

and I’ll survive
I will survive!

Go on now go, walk out the door.

Just turn around now, cause you’re not welcome anymore.

Weren’t you the one who tried to break me with goodbye?

Did you think I’d crumble? Did you think I’d lay down and die?
Oh no not I! I will survive!

Oh as long as I know how to love I know I’ll stay alive,

I’ve got all my life to live,

And I’ve got all my love to give,

and I’ll survive
I will survive!

I’ll survive….😇

56.Sorry if I hurt you _ Kalista Mccart 

Sorry for making you mad

Sorry for everything I said
Sorry for lying to you
Sorry, I’m so sorry

Sorry if I disappointed you
Sorry if I hurt you
Sorry for everything
Sorry, I’m so sorry

Sorry that I liked you
Sorry that you did
Sorry for turning in to a which
Sorry, I’m so sorry

Sorry that I loved you
Sorry that you didn’t
Sorry that we had to fight
Sorry, I’m so sorry

Sorry for still loving you
Sorry you don’t love me
Sorry for ever loving you
Sorry, I’m so sorry….😇

55.After A While  _  Veronica A. Shoffstall

After a while you learn
the subtle difference between

holding a hand and chaining a soul

and you learn

that love doesn’t mean leaning

and company doesn’t always mean security.

And you begin to learn

that kisses aren’t contracts

and presents aren’t promises

and you begin to accept your defeats

with your head up and your eyes ahead

with the grace of woman,

not the grief of a child

and you learn

to build all your roads on today

because tomorrow’s ground is

too uncertain for plans

and futures have a way of falling down

in mid-flight.

After a while you learn

that even sunshine burns

if you get too much

so you plant your own garden

and decorate your own soul

instead of waiting for someone

to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure

you really are strong

you really do have worth

and you learn

and you learn

with every goodbye, you learn…💝

54. when I was a little girl._ Shweta Raut

When I was a little girl
I had stars in my eyes and dreams in my heart
Now that I am a grown up
I have longing in my eyes and always seeking comfort through my heart.

When I was a little girl
I wanted to paint rainbows with my fingers and every breathe smelled heavenly
Now that I am a grown up
I have sweat on my plams and desperation in every breathe I take.

When I was a little girl
I had wings to fly and a spring in every step I took
Now that I am a grown up
I have little patience for butterflies and every step is a hurdle , a burden , a bitter truth.

When I was a little girl
I believed in unicorns and danced just because I could
Now that I am a grown up
I am weary of every glance and fidget on every thought that passes through my mind .

When I was a little girl
I was precious and protected and promised the entire world
Now that I am a grown up
I wonder if my living is still worth it .

When I was a little girl all I wanted was a hand to hold and my mothers bright smile
Now that I am a grown up all I wish is for a reason to smile and a shoulder to be at peace at the end of the day…💝🍃

53…with you _ by Hiral N. (own creation)

With you, my life becomes more precious and adventurous.

With you,winter never be colder,

With you,I feel that care like do my mom,

With you ,I feel very comfortable everywhere.

With you , I m not feel alone.

With you ,my life like a heaven.

Ohhh Love, just be mine, be my life,

don’t leave me alone…

I miss you so much…

52. Proud of my broken heart _ Emily Dickinson

Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it,

Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee,

Proud of my night, since thou with moons dost slake it,
Not to partake thy passion, my humility.

Thou can’st not boast, like Jesus, drunken without companion
Was the strong cup of anguish brewed for the Nazarene

Thou can’st not pierce tradition with the peerless puncture,

See! I usurped thy crucifix to honor mine!…💝🍃

51. Can’t take my eyes off of You _ Pedro Garcia

Darling, the night is dark yet I can see you so clearly.
I swear it’s the starlight in the eyes of the girl I hold so dearly.
It’s just so unfair that I can’t look away, your gaze has me under your spell.
How do you do it? I’d love to know how you do it so well.

The night has just begun and I’ve only started to woo, but it seems you’ve turned the tables round since I can’t take my eyes off of you.

It must be some sort of witchcraft since I’ve never been so quick to fall.
Your voice is that of angels and I can’t help but heed the call.
With every whisper my heart flutters and I’m the slave of your whims.
The room has an aroma of roses and the once bright light dims.

The night has halfway through and I’m at a loss of what to do, I’m enthralled by your visages as you can tell since I can’t take my eyes off of you.

The time for dance is over, but the morning has yet to arrive.
And I’d like to take you home while we both feel so alive.
Your energy and your charms have taken their effect, I just can’t resist.
Even if it take’s till morning I promise one way or another you have to be kissed.

The night is almost over and surprised you came out of the blue, you’ve cursed me with love and now I can’t take my eyes off of you….👼👼

50. How To Love Yourself _ Jeff Foster

When you change your focus

what is absent
to what is present,
what is missing
to what has been given,
what you are not
towards what you are,
the ravages of linear time
to the immediacy of Now
you’re reconnecting
with love, truth and beauty,
and abundance is yours,

For truly,
nothing is missing here, where you are,
nothing is missing in this present scene in the movie of your life,
and are forever busy,
and at a point of completeness.

The only reason
why you can not find the Unit
it is because it never came out.

The day is waiting to be lived.

So breathe life friend,

Breathe life….💝🍃

49. Sonnet 151 _ William Shakespeare

Love is too young to know what conscience is;

Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove:
For, thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body’s treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason,
But rising at thy name doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side
No want of conscience hold it that I call

Her “love” for whose dear love I rise and fall…,💝🍃

48.Kiss of Life _ Sumeet Mukharjee

What is it that you like the most 

Is it my touch, an embrace or a kiss? 
Which makes you feel out of this world 
A romantic feeling in that sense of bliss 
I simply hold your hand & my fingers run up your arm 
Till I firmly hold your shoulder, your feelings are no more calm 
Though you keep the silence, I know how much you miss 
You want more than a touch, might be an eternal kiss 

It was the forehead, the first kiss I gave 
So short it was, but I know for it you crave 
Showing in it was a pure sense of care and kindness 
Such was the honesty, with a soothing trust of blindness 

The second kiss I gave and this time it was the cheek 
Trying to hold your body close when your breath goes weak 
You get conscious about it now, still you want to dismiss 
You keep holding my hand so hard, but don’t stop me from the kiss 

Then I come down to your shoulders 
And embracing your body across 
I could feel the warmth of your curves 
And even our senses go for a toss 
Now you even leave my hand 
And let me trace your body like this 
That I just can’t resist myself anymore 
On your neck I give a kiss 

Your one hand across my shoulder 
And fingers roving in my hair 
All distances seem to converge 
These pensive moments are so rare 
The forehead, cheeks and neck don’t suffice 
We are dying to fill the abyss 
Trying to reach for each other’s lips 
For that one eternal kiss 

That one moment in eternity 
The breath that we could feel 
Trying to dissolve in each other’s arm 
When the soft lips could heal 
One last sigh and then we locked our lips 
A chance we both could never miss 
A kiss of life as we call it to be 
It was the lips that acknowledged the kiss…🍃💝 

47.One Love Festival called ‘Loved Up’ _ Benjamin Zephaniah

We dance to mighty words,

We speak to righteous riddims,

We dub it hard.
We get up united,
We stand up undivided,
Like lions in zion
We are fearless wise eyes.
We are peacemaking rockers,
Dancing on grass
Loving under trees,
As creation intended.
How we love sky,
How we love each other,
Drum love
Bass love,
The vibes, the vibes
How sweet thou art.

And so, we who are gathered here
Skanking top ranking under European skies,
Know that we who have gathered here
Are joined up riddimwise.
Let our minds and bodies be free
And let us be moved by our unity.

This is the dread magic operating,
This is the One Love happening….💝🍃


if love can dry your tears 

if love can comfort your fears 
if love can bring you a smile 
if love can make your life worth-while 
if love can change your desert green 
if love can push away your pain 
if love can make you fly on a moving carpet 
if love can let you see a magical sunset 
if love can bloom your heart with rainbow 
if love can let you sing like a yellow 
if love can break your loneliness 
if love can fill your emptiness 
if love can refresh your soul 
if love can make you feel complete and whole 
if love can bring a sparkle into your eyes 
if love can show you the world wonderful and nice 
for eternity I will love you….💝🍃

45.Love is Dead _ Mitch Butterfield

I lay here fighting these evil thoughts inside my hea ttvn ttvn ttvn mbd; 

Is it me or is true love just really dead?; 
Hoping, praying, wishing, caring; 
One day when I wake I hope and pray to find you staring; 
Back at me like you did all those years ago; 
When life was simple and our love began to grow; 
These thoughts are killing me, my brain won’t let me sleep; 
Can’t drink can’t eat can’t breath without the beat; 
Of your heart laying smack bang right next to me; 
My life’s just spiraling way out of control; 
My heart is crying because the devil stole my soul; 
This ain’t no normal overdose; 
When my body wants to comatose; 
I try to handle all this fucked up shit traditionally; 
Why can’t you believe me when I say I that I love you unconditionally; 
Empty thoughts and shattered dreams; 
My pain runs longer than a league of streams; 
I hope soon you lay there in your bed, unable to sleep cos the devils in your head; 
Do you even think of me when you’re lying in your bed?; 
Some day soon you will understand my pain and just before you go reaching for some lead; 
Maybe you will ask yourself, 

Is true love really dead?….🍃💖

44. Still I Rise _ Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt

But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?

’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells

Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,

With the certainty of tides,

Just like hopes springing high,

Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?

Bowed head and lowered eyes?

Shoulders falling down like teardrops,

Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?

Don’t you take it awful hard

’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines

Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,

You may cut me with your eyes,

You may kill me with your hatefulness,

But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?

Does it come as a surprise

That I dance like I’ve got diamonds

At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame

I rise

Up from a past that’s rooted in pain

I rise

I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise…..💝🍃

43. All is not fair in love and war _ Elizabeth San Miguel

People say that love never fails,

That all is fair in love and war,
But really, how do you know,
What love can or can not do?
And if all is fair in love and war, then
Why does someone always end up getting hurt?
I know my love will never fail,
Because I love you with all my heart and soul,
Because I would give my life for you,
And everything I am or have just to be with you.
However, I can not be fair to all
Because all is not fair in love and war.
I wish to hurt no one, so I don't,
But by doing so, I hurt myself.
My heart wants to be with you so much
And yet I wish to hurt no one.
So I don't, I don't confess my love for you,
I keep it locked inside,
And as a friend I stay by your side.
My love for you remains forever pure and unchanged.
I love you, Yes, I do, with all my heart and soul,
With all that I am and hope to be just for you.
My heart untamed and wild, dreaming of what if,
But it's cut in half by the love I feel for both.
My heart belongs to you but only half,
Because I gave the other half away to him.
Now I suffer for my love, for both are great,
But only one, I wish I could be with forever.
All is not fair in love and war,
So I love you both and suffer much,
Because my heart is wounded, torn in half.
I can not speak of my deep love for you,
I can not confess my feelings to you.
So I go on with my life pretending nothing's wrong.
Why must I go on without your love?
It's faith, I guess, that I suffer so.
It's destiny to love you so....🍃💖

42. Love and War _ Ovid 

Lovers all are soldiers, and Cupid has his campaigns: 

I tell you, Atticus, lovers all are soldiers. 
Youth is fit for war, and also fit for Venus. 
Imagine an aged soldier, an elderly lover! 
A general looks for spirit in his brave soldiery; 
a pretty girl wants spirit in her companions. 
Both stay up all night long, and each sleeps on the ground; 
one guards his mistress’s doorway, one his general’s. 
The soldier’s lot requires far journeys; send his girl,
the zealous lover will follow her anywhere. 
He’ll cross the glowering mountains, the rivers swollen with storm; 
he’ll tread a pathway through the heaped-up snows; 
and never whine of raging Eurus when he sets sail 
or wait for stars propitious for his voyage. 
Who but lovers and soldiers endure the chill of night, 
and blizzards interspersed with driving rain? 
The soldier reconnoiters among the dangerous foe; 
the lover spies to learn his rival’s plans. 
Soldiers besiege strong cities; lovers, a harsh girl’s home; 
one storms town gates, the other storms house doors. 
It’s clever strategy to raid a sleeping foe 
and slay an unarmed host by force of arms. 
(That’s how the troops of Thracian Rhesus met their doom, 
and you, O captive steeds, forsook your master.) 
Well, lovers take advantage of husbands when they sleep, 
launching surprise attacks while the enemy snores. 
To slip through bands of guards and watchful sentinels 
is always the soldier’s mission – and the lover’s. 
Mars wavers; Venus flutters: the conquered rise again, 
and those you’d think could never fall, lie low. 
So those who like to say that love is indolent 
should stop: Love is the soul of enterprise. 
Sad Achilles burns for Briseis, his lost darling: 
Trojans, smash the Greeks’ power while you may! 
From Andromache’s embrace Hector went to war; 
his own wife set the helmet on his head; 
and High King Agamemnon, looking on Priam’s child, 
was stunned (they say) by the Maenad’s flowing hair. 
And Mars himself was trapped in The Artificer’s bonds: 
no tale was more notorious in heaven. 
I too was once an idler, born for careless ease; 
my shady couch had made my spirit soft. 
But care for a lovely girl aroused me from my sloth
and bid me to enlist in her campaign. 
So now you see me forceful, in combat all night long. 

If you want a life of action, fall in love. ..🌠

41. ​Dream Keeper _ Stephanie Schiavone

I don’t think you will,
Ever fully understand

How you touched my life

And made me who I am.

You are the keeper of my dreams

The man who holds my heart

The one I want to spend my life with.

The one I always stand.

Stand beside through thick and thin,

Through all that life throws our way

Knowing that this special love we share

Will guide us each and everyday.

I don’t think you could ever feel

All the love I have to give

And I’m sure you never realize

You’ve been my will to live….💖👼

40. Hopelessly in Love _ Keith Hank

Before I met you,

I felt that I couldn’t love anyone,
That nobody would be able to fill the void in my heart,
But that all changed when I met you…
Then I came to realize you were always on my mind.
You’re funny and sweet,
You make me laugh and smile,
You take away all my anger and sadness,
You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,
More beautiful than any flower that I have ever seen,
You made me weak when I talked to you,
Then I started to write poems about you,
Now, I have come to realize that I am Hopelessly in love with you….💖🎶

39. Breathe (Memories of Fog) _ Alejandra Mora

Your obsense has evaporated the toxicity,

Clearing the air and allowing for Peace.

In your arms I peerd over a ledge facing death and what I saw is far worse ,Than the pain of heartbreak.

So I let you go because I choose my life.

I must allow each winding turn of my journey with you to lead me back to myself.

There is only one chance and it is mine to take.

I can breathe now.

The fog has  lifted….💖🌠

38.BE YOURSELF _ Allen Bailey

Why would you want to be someone else

When you could be better by being yourself
Why pretend to be someone you are not
When you have something they haven’t got

Cheating yourself of the life you have to live
Deprives others of that only which you can give
You have much more to offer by being just you
Than walking around in someone else’s shoes

Trying to live the life of another is a mistake
It is a masquerade; nothing more than a fake
Be yourself and let your qualities show through
Others will love you more for being just you  

Remember that God loves you just as you are
To Him you are already a bright shining star
Family and friends will love you more too
If you spent time practicing just being you….👰👼

37.Dance in the Rain with Me _ Anna

Lock eyes with me so I can see into your soul, 

Press your lips against mine so I know your taste, 
Lay naked with me so I know your insecurities, 
Sing a song to me so I know the tune of your heart, 
Dance in the rain with me so I know your every move, 
Marry me, so I know you’re all mine….💓❤

36.  I’m Proud Of My Love To You _ Anonymous

I promise you an endless love 

that will never change 
My love to you will always exist 
to comfort you through the hard times 

I promise you an endless love 
that will support you 
All through the long way 

My love to you is like the sun 
that will bright all your life 
And warm you through the cold nights 
My arms will always be open 
to hold you very tight 

My Love to you is not like the wind 
that blows and soon goes away 
My love to you is like the air 
that surrounds you from everywhere 

My life is like a candle in your hand 
to light your life 
When you are afraid of the darkness 
And blow it off when you are safe 
this candle will always light your way 
Untill it melt away 

that there is a heart that will beat 
for you forever 
Only you.. no one else 

I promise you 
Love that will never die 
Even if my soul leaves this world 
My love to you will stay going on 
to guide you through the years 
to help you & give you hope 
to give you all i can ever give 

And remember 
that I’m here for you 
Whenever you need me 

I promise you 
Love with no limits 
that don’t know how to stop? 
I’ll love you till the end of time 

But please don’t pitty me 
Or even think that I’m suffering 
No baby.. I love you 
I’m happy to love this pure love 
And I’ll never give you up 
I’m proud of my love to you 
And I’ll protect it till I lie in my grave 
Cause my love to you is so devine 

My love to you 
Don’t know how to hate? ! 
Don’t know how to hurt? ! 
My love to you 
Don’t know how to betray? ! 
Or how to pretend? ! 
My love only knows FORGIVENESS 

My love to you 
is tenderness, understanding and giving 
Without expecting to take back 
My love to you 
Holds the truth & reality 

My love to you 
Makes me smile 
though I feel the pain inside 
My love to you 
Never makes me feel weak 
But it makes me feel strong 
Whenever I look into your eyes 

My love to you 
Makes me accept my Life to be in your hands 
And love you as you are 
With your bad points before the good ones 

My love to you 
Is not affected with what people say 
My love to you 
Will never change with their blames 
My love to you 
Never makes me think of all the lovers around me 

My love to you 
Makes me feel what the real love is? ! 
that doesn’t exist in our world! 
My love to you 
Makes me feel distinguished from others 
And never feel ashamed 

I’m proud of you 
I’m proud of me 

I’m proud of my love to you…💖👼

35.To the light of September_ W.S.Merwin

When you are already here 

you appear to be only 

a name that tells of you 

whether you are present or not 

and for now it seems as though 

you are still summer 

still the high familiar 

endless summer 

yet with a glint 

of bronze in the chill mornings 

and the late yellow petals 

of the mullein fluttering 

on the stalks that lean 

over their broken 

shadows across the cracked ground 

but they all know 

that you have come 

the seed heads of the sage 

the whispering birds 

with nowhere to hide you 

to keep you for later 


who fly with them 

you who are neither 

before nor after 

you who arrive 

with blue plums 

that have fallen through the night 

perfect in the dew…🕸👼

34. Hope _ Emily Dickinson

Hope” is the thing with feathers –

That perches in the soul –

And sings the tune without the words –

And never stops – at all –

And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –

And sore must be the storm –

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm –

I’ve heard it in the chillest land –

And on the strangest Sea –

Yet – never – in Extremity,

It asked a crumb – of me….🌀

33. Even if you lose all you have _ Sultan Walad

Learn the meaning of that secret 

That God revealed in the Koran: 
Whether He makes you happy or unhappy, 
Whether He makes you sad or gives you hope, 
Even if you lose all you have 
Or suffer extremely in the spirit, 
Be patient: a hundred divine graces 
Are coming from His hand to you. 
He who endures patiently the pain 
That is sent from God 
Will, it is certain, obtain 
The strength and truth of faith. 
Marvelous news is sent to the patient; 
They will win a great joy. 
You must be able to perceive grace 
Even when His divine anger lashes you, 
And think of Him always with serenity, 
And always, whatever happens, cling to Him 
With all you heart and all your soul….😇👸

{ A human being must be born twice. Onece from his mother bad again from his own body and existence. The body is like an egg and the essence of man must become a bird in that egg through the warmth of love, and beyond his body and fly in the external world of the Soul…💝🍃}    

32. Far away Lover _  Janna Rutty 

I lay in my bed and think about you

I love you so much I don’t know what to do
I feel your warmth at my side
The pain in my heart moves to my eyes
So far away yet always so near
You are the reason I am still here.

I await the times when we can talk
I await the times we can finally hold hands and walk
To feel you for real… so close to me
The happiest person in the world is what you would make me.

Your eyes shine like a million suns
You shine more brightly than anyone
Your smile so sweet can’t help but make me smile
It stops my world even for a little while
I await the time when my hand is in yours
To hear you say those 3 little words.

There are still no words I can say to describe
My heart it aches and my eyes they cry
But when we talk my heart flies
you always wipe away the tears I cry.

Even though you aren’t here
And I miss you so much my dear
I’ll love you forever and ever
I’ll always love you my far away lover….💖🍃

31. London, 1802_ William Wordsworth

Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour:

England hath need of thee: she is a fen

Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,

Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,

Have forfeited their ancient English dower

Of inward happiness. We are selfish men;

Oh! raise us up, return to us again;

And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.

Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart:

Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea:

Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free,

So didst thou travel on life’s common way,

In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart

The lowliest duties on herself did lay

{poem composed upon Westminster bridge in 1802 }

30. Captain Corelli’s Mandolin _  Louis de Bernières

When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness.

It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. 

Andwhen it subsides, you have to make a decision.

You have to work out whether your roots are to become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. 

Because this is what love is.

Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day.

It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No … don’t blush.

I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away. 

Doesn’tsound very exciting, does it? But it is! —    

29. Freedom Of Soul _ Gemini XXX




(Freedom is a priceless gift, but sometimes we underestimate its value.

28. Your Forces and How to Use Them _ Christian D. Larson

        Promise Yourself

To be so strong that nothing
can disturb your peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness, and prosperity
to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel
that there is something in them
To look at the sunny side of everything
and make your optimism come true.

To think only the best, to work only for the best,
and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others
as you are about your own.

To forget the mistakes of the past
and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful countenance at all times
and give every living creature you meet a smile.

To give so much time to the improvement of yourself
that you have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear,
and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world,
not in loud words but great deeds.
To live in faith that the whole world is on your side       so long as you are true to the best that is in you….👼🍃

27. A Poison Tree _ William Blake

I was angry with my friend; 

I told my wrath, my wrath did end.

I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;

My foe outstretched beneath the tree….👼🍃

26. This I Owe to My True Friend _ Kristen M Saccardi

 The day I met you

I found a friend –
And a friendship that
I pray will never end.

Your smile – so sweet
And so bright –
Kept me going
When day was as dark as night.

You never ever judged me,
You understood my sorrow.
Then you told me it needn’t be that way
And gave me the hope of a better tomorrow.

You were always there for me,
I knew I could count on you.
You gave me advice and encouragement
Whenever I didn’t know what to do.

You helped me learn to love myself
You made life seem so good.
You said I can do anything I put my mind to
And suddenly I knew I could.

There were times when we didn’t see eye to eye
And there were days when both of us cried.
But even so we made it through:
Our friendship hasn’t yet died.

Circumstances have pulled us apart,
We are separated by many miles.
Truly, the only thing that keeps me going
Is my treasured memory of your smile.

This friendship we share
Is so precious to me,
I hope it grows and flourishes
And lasts unto infinity.

You are so extra-special to me
And so this to you I really must tell:
You are my one true friend,
My Guardian Angel.

Our friendship is one-in-a-million
So let’s hold on to it and each other.
We cannot let this chance of pure bliss fly away
For there will never be another.

I love you.

I will always love you….💫👼

25. She is Limitless_ Alexandra Gold

She has set herself free

Given herself permission

To reach

To stretch

To live

To finally make living on purpose

The only way forward

Her love is to share

She wants what she wants

That means giving herself

Time to reflect

On who she wants to step out as

On what she wants to stand for

On how she will be heard

On what she needs to say

The reality is clearer now

The choice is hers to make

She built the walls surrounding her

Only she can knock them down

The world is waiting patiently

Her gifts needed so much

Anger, pain and war is rife

The world needs her gentle touch

She knows that she is limitless

If she just breaks through the fear

Infinite Possibilities

Are hers to dream and prove

She spreads her wings


Her heart is beating fast

The breeze upon her face and hair

As she runs to climb her path

There’s no way back

She knows it now

And with this comes the strength

Expanding joy infinitely

These is her recompense

Never did she dream that she

Could live life quite as much

As limitless

Unstoppable heart cracked wide open In love….💫👼

24. I’ll fly away_ Gill

One day I’ll fly away
leave all my troubles to yesterday

I don’t want to live in a dream
I want to glow, I want to gleam

I want this nightmare to end
I want to be able to tell who is a true friend

one day I’ll fly away
leave all my troubles to yesterday

I’ll get away from here
from that place, I will stay clear

I know I will get through
because wherever I am, I’ll think of you

I want a new life
One without the pain and the strife

I’ll live life to the best that I can
I’ll be happy, cause I’ll know I never hid, or ran

I just flew away
and left my troubles to yesterday

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23. I will wait for you _ Jerrika Rene Arthur

When the sky turns blue

And when the night sky

Grows darker

I will be waiting.
As the sun goes away

and leaves start to fall among us,

I will still be waiting.
When the ocean runs over the sand,

and when the river floods the land,

I will be waiting.
Waiting is the only option to get you back in my arms.

So I must for that day to come.

I will wait for you.

22. Mirror _Sylvia Path

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.

Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful ‚
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman

Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.

21. Love yourself,Be yourself_ free minds book

courageous and honest hearts are truly accepted,

Be who you are and love yourself for eternity.

Don’t let nobody fill you up with ignorance and hate,

Your fate is in your hands, so think wisely.

No matter how much you try to be someone who you are not,

Deep down inside you know you are who you are and more.

No matter how small or huge the boat is floating in water,

It will sink to the bottom if there is a hole in it.

So don’t ever let yourself sink, if you know what I mean,

Try to reach high like you are trying to reach the stars.

There is no happiness if you are going to waste it behind bars,

One thing I found in it is myself who was lost in darkness.

I’m thankful for that even though I live with pain in my heart,

I feel like the pain is slowly vanishing away.

‘Cause I’m being myself and loving myself,

For who I am not who they think I am.

20. Kubala Khan_ S T Coleridge

A damsel with a dulcimer 

   In a vision once I saw: 

   It was an Abyssinian maid 

   And on her dulcimer she played, 

   Singing of Mount Abora. 

   Could I revive within me 

   Her symphony and song, 

   To such a deep delight ’twould win me, 

That with music loud and long, 

I would build that dome in air, 

That sunny dome! those caves of ice! 

And all who heard should see them there,

And all should cry, Beware! Beware! 

His flashing eyes, his floating hair! 

Weave a circle round him thrice, 

And close your eyes with holy dread 

For he on honey-dew hath fed, 

And drunk the milk of Paradise….👼


19. Take a Moment

Once I was uncomfortable about who I was becoming, it felt like I was trying to be someone else. I was ashamed, even afraid of being myself, because of the problems I was facing. The moment I gain the courage to be myself, was the moment I found myself. 
That’s the moment I accepted who I was,
I was amazed of the talent I discovered.
I had no inkling of what I was capable of…
Until I stop trying to be what the world wanted me to be. A conglomeration of events made me realize my destiny, now I know who I was born to be. Be who you are, even when the world mistakes you for who they think you are….👼

18. Tintern Abbey_ William Wordsworth

 For I have learned 

To look on nature, not as in the hour 

Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes 

The still sad music of humanity, 

Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power 

To chasten and subdue.—And I have felt 

A presence that disturbs me with the joy 

Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime 

Of something far more deeply interfused, 

Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, 

And the round ocean and the living air, 

And the blue sky, and in the mind of man:

A motion and a spirit, that impels 

All thinking things, all objects of all thought, 

And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still 

A lover of the meadows and the woods 

And mountains; and of all that we behold 

From this green earth; of all the mighty world 

Of eye, and ear,—both what they half create, 

And what perceive; well pleased to recognise 

In nature and the language of the sense 

The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, 

The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul 

Of all my moral being.

{Line composed few miles above  Tintern Abbey on the banks of the River Wye in southeast Wales. This is the river..n Castle… }

17. Love yourself_ Gregory Huyette























16. Dejection:An Ode_ Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, 

         A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, 

         Which finds no natural outlet, no relief, 

                In word, or sigh, or tear— 

O Lady! in this wan and heartless mood, 

To other thoughts by yonder throstle woo’d, 

         All this long eve, so balmy and serene, 

Have I been gazing on the western sky, 

         And its peculiar tint of yellow green: 

And still I gaze—and with how blank an eye! 

And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, 

That give away their motion to the stars; 

Those stars, that glide behind them or between, 

Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen: 

Yon crescent Moon, as fixed as if it grew 

In its own cloudless, starless lake of blue; 

I see them all so excellently fair, 

I see, not feel, how beautiful they are! …💫👼

15. Silent Love by​ Crimson Love

As my last Breath leaves my lips, 

I can’t help but think of our first kiss, 
So sweet, and full of passion, 
Love was never lost, But Words were, 
I couldn’t say anything, for I was mute to love. 
Our bodies speaking what are mouths could not, 
Lust growing ever more, no one to you could even compare, 
Your beauty surpassing that of love so pure, 
You gave me something, that would be my cure, 
You were the one to save me, 
You were the one, who cared, 
You were the one for who I was Unprepared, 
You heard my silent screams, when everyone was deaf, 
A life of silent love is all that’s left…💫👼

14. Cecelia Ahern, Flawed (Flawed, #1)

* We see being Flawed as a strength, Celestine. If you make a mistake, you learn from it. If you never make a mistake, you’re never the wiser. These so-called perfect leaders we have now have never made a mistake. How can they have learned what’s right and wrong, how could they have learned anything about themselves? About what they feel comfortable doing, about what they feel is beyond the scope of their character? The more mistake you have made, the more you have learned….💫👼

13.I carry your heart with me(i carry it in)By E. E. Cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
                                 i fear  

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

12. Cecelia Ahern, P.S. I Love You

She was a woman who made mistakes, who sometimes cried on a Monday morning or at night alone in bed. She was a woman who often became bored with her life and found it hard to get up for work in the morning. She was a woman who more often than not had a bad hair day, who looked in the mirror and wondered why she couldn’t just drag herself to the gym more often; she was a woman who sometimes questioned what reason had she to live on this planet. She was a woman who sometimes just got things wrong.

On the other hand, she was a woman with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true love and who was ready to experience more life, more love and make new memories.

11. Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now, when I’m sitting here, I think about her. There could never have been another.

She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.

The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you….💫👼

10. Emily Brontë _ Wuthering Heights

He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!

I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.

If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.

I have not broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.

I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!…💫👼

8. Hunger by Jayanta Mahapatra

It was hard to believe the flesh was heavy on my back.

The fisherman said: Will you have her, carelessly,
trailing his nets and his nerves, as though his words
sanctified the purpose with which he faced himself.
I saw his white bone thrash his eyes.

I followed him across the sprawling sands,
my mind thumping in the flesh’s sling.
Hope lay perhaps in burning the house I lived in.
Silence gripped my sleeves; his body clawed at the froth
his old nets had only dragged up from the seas.

In the flickering dark his lean-to opened like a wound.
The wind was I, and the days and nights before.
Palm fronds scratched my skin. Inside the shack
an oil lamp splayed the hours bunched to those walls.
Over and over the sticky soot crossed the space of my mind.

I heard him say: My daughter, she’s just turned fifteen…
Feel her. I’ll be back soon, your bus leaves at nine.
The sky fell on me, and a father’s exhausted wile.
Long and lean, her years were cold as rubber.
She opened her wormy legs wide. I felt the hunger there,
the other one, the fish slithering, turning inside…👼💫

7. Spiritual inspiration_Trent Shelton

“Sometimes you just have to turn the page to realize there’s more to your book of life than the page you’re stuck on. Stop being afraid to move on. Close this chapter of hurt, and never re-read it. It’s time to get what your life deserves, and move on from the things that don’t deserve you. Don’t try to fix what’s been broken in your past, let your future create something better…👼💫

6. Real love start with self_love

💖A woman ‘s real crown is her capacity to love and dream (whatever happens). Her charm lies in her believe in her love and her dreams! And her strength lies in her will power to realize her dreams! 

But as a woman, I can well feel that her instinct is her weapon as well as her weakness . She knows who deserves her love, who doesn’t, which dreams are palpable and which not!  Who she can trust, who not!  Whose shoulders, she can put her head on (when tired)  whose not! 

The moments, when her instinct and her heart stand face to face, drawing their swords against each other, she, sometimes, bows before her heart and puts at stake, all what she has. 

She will accept every pain smilingly but the moment she feels, she  is / was used, she flings away  whatever and whoever, she cherished crazily!..👼💫

5. S.C.lourie/ butterflies and pettles..

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will….💝💕

# she danced like a hippie with the spirit of life.

She flew with the winds of possibility like a fairy.

She stamped her feet in passion and with presence like a flamenco girl.

She twirled to the music in her heart like a butterfly.

She sung the song of those who love the earth.

She was a rock.

She felt her stars within.

She was a drop in the vast ocean of the universe and in that she knew her brilliance.

She found her FREEDOM….💫👼

4. Your own kind of beautiful._LEXI JOHNSON

Be your own kind of beautiful

Set your sights up high

To being a better person

Cause beauty starts inside.


Be happy with you

Whoever you may be

And remember that you’re not alone

Cause there’s people just like me.


Girls who don’t wear makeup

Or fancy high heel shoes

People who are happy

Someone with nothing to prove.


Let them all look on in envy

Cause you’re the beautiful one

When you’re not fighting a wicked battle

That can never be won.


So when you turn my way

I hope this what you see

A girl in dirty blue jeans

Who is happy as can be.


I’m not living to a standard

I’m happy being me

Cause even in holy blue jeans

I’m completely free


You can a little bit crazy

And sometimes I get mad

I’m certainly not perfect,

But that’s really not so bad.


I wear my dirty cowboy boots

Sometimes my old t-shirt

I feel prettiest in blue jeans

Covered in a little bit of dirt


Because if I am a little bit dirty

It means I’m being me

I am my own kind of beautiful

I’m happy and I’m free.👼💫

3. Hunter S.thompson/The proud highway

We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely—at least, not all the time—but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness…👼💫

2. Christine Feehan, Turbulent Sea (Drake Sisters, #6)

Music burst through him, perfect notes he hear rarely. Fire and ice, wind and calm, sky and earth, water and rock all fused together. Joley seemed as wild and turbulent s the sea, yet beneath her fiery passion, at the very core of her, she was as forceful and strong and as constant as the deepest ocean currents. Ilya seemed as calm as a windless sea, yet beneath the surface smoldered a volcano of such explosive magnitude, his power could easily sweep everything from his path. Together they completed each other, his melody and hers merging together into a single, perfect harmony.

1. Edna St. Vincent Millay, _American Poetry, 1922

*I know I am but summer to your heart, And not the full four seasons of the year;

And you must welcome from another part Such noble moods as are not mine, my dear.
No gracious weight of golden fruits to sell
Have I, nor any wise and wintry thing; And I have loved you all too long and well
To carry still the high sweet breast of Spring.
Wherefore I say: O love, as summer goes, I must be gone, steal forth with silent drums,
That you may hail anew the bird and rose When I come back to you, as summer comes.
Else will you seek, at some not distant time,
Even your summer in another clime.